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You said you wanted to talk
But you haven’t said a word
It’s been a week
I don’t know what you seek
It’s driving me crazy
The thought of you makes me queasy, uneasy
It leaves me with anxiety
Which steals the breath from my lungs
The happiness from my thoughts
Leaves me to overthink the what if’s
The awkwardness is settling between us
It seems to be becoming a constant
Neither of us utters a word, the silence is becoming natural
Replacing the laughter that was always lurking
Our eyes rarely meet
The desk becoming my fixation just to avoid you
You’ll be gone soon
You're going back to where you came
It hurts that it's so easy for you to leave
That you are so eager to get out
I’m getting left behind again
When will this vicious cycle end?
I am suffering from your silence as it slices open old wounds
Sounds of agony whisper silently from my smile
Keep it inside to keep it from you
I won’t show you my pain
I won’t give you the satisfaction of knowing you affected me
I can promise you one thing
You won’t like me when I’m mean
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